Home help read, subscribe. The wind was blowing, and a hook-like waning moon appeared in the sky!

There are a thousand styles. can only be bleak and cold.

Let this morning breas. It seems indescribably lonely.

Lonely morning breeze. It's as if it's going to melt everything.

And the pure crimson light, one touch!

The pure and devastating crimson light seemed to be a pound in an instant. Stop.

This lonely morning breeze. It's as if it's going to melt everything!

However, the moment when the crimson light paused seemed to be extremely short. And it seems to be extreme

Long!

In an instant, the red light flashed, and this lonely morning breeze was washed away by this pure red light!

In an instant, it had already pounced in front of this Liu Hui!

This hit is a hit. Then you will die!

"Boom!"

There was a big earthquake in the ground!

A vast willow forest appeared in front of Liu Hui, trying to block the pure red light.

However, this pure red light only approached the vast willow forest.

A whole grove of willows. Immediately it burned.

Immediately after, a pure red light flashed through the willow forest, but the degree slowed down a lot. It slammed straight into Liu Hui's chest.

There was a loud bang. Liu Hui flew out like a baseball that had been hit!

A mist of blood erupted in the air.

Faintly visible. Liu Hui's chest and abdomen, the whole meal sank in all directions.

Plant-like organisms. Vitality is strong! Tear book bar dumps the concave factory less, more salary, more

Perhaps, because all over their bodies is like a skeleton.

Liu Hui, who flew directly more than a hundred meters away, stood up in embarrassment after rolling on the ground several times in succession.

At this time, as long as Lao Qian makes another move "Blue Water Red Lotus", Liu Hui, he will definitely die.

But. Old money didn't do it.

Instead, he looked at Liu Hui in amazement!

"Where do you wake up tonight?

This is Yoo Yong's famous sentence for the ages?

Are you the prodigal son Yoo Yong who was ordered to fill in the lyrics?"

Liu Yong, but the famous prodigal son of the Song Renzong period, was deeply loved by the public in the Northern Song Dynasty, which was like heaven on earth.

It is known as the grand reputation of "where there is a well water drinking place, it can sing willow words".

In today's terms, it's a level idol that is more popular than the emperor's superstar.

"That's right, ahem!"

Liu Hui coughed up blood from Dankou continuously.

The smile contains incomparable vicissitudes.

"A certain family is Liu Sanchang, who is ordered to fill in the words, and there are still people who remember that a certain family is ordered to fill in the words, although he dies, he has no regrets.

haha, cough, cough."

I wanted to hahadaxiao, but I coughed up a blood clot again.

Looking at the words, I was hit by this blue water and red lotus, although I didn't die.

However, Liu Hui no, it should be said that he is Liu Yong, who has completely lost his combat capability, let alone fighting. Even action is already impossible.

"Where, where"

Old money gave it up again and again.

"Your Excellency was ordered to fill in the lyrics back then, what an idol, an idol!

If Your Excellency had said that you were Liu Sanchang, why would I be ruthless next time. ”

Old money stepped forward. didn't speak, reached out and took out a bright red pill, as soon as this pill came out, the smell was fragrant.

Lao Qian handed this Dan to Liu Yong.

"Chifu Dan, Tao family's healing elixir, thank you. ”

Liu Yong took the red pill, opened his mouth, and looked up to the sky to take it.

"What a hair!"

Old Qian couldn't help but praise him.

The right hand is obliquely fingered.

A pure and incomparably red light suddenly emerged from Liu Yong's collapsed chest and back, and between the wisps, it sank into Lao Qian's index finger.

"Whew

Liu Yong gasped for breath. Jing reads the most researched grass, and the grass is far away, and the concave is thrown away, and the little Ni worships the whole

"Much more comfortable. This liliang remained in my body, and it actually had the momentum to ignite my entire body.

Wood for fire. It's really powerful, if the two mysteries of fire and wood are fused. I don't know where it is. ”

The remnants of this blue water red lotus liliang in Liu Yong's body, as if they were about to ignite the system of the wood genus xìng in Liu Yong's body!

With Liu Yong's seriously injured body, it is now impossible to expel the power of this blue water and red lotus.

Lao Qian did not take back the power of the blue water and red lotus in Liu Yong's body.

Without a few years of hard work, Liu Yong will not be able to recover.

"My word. Are you still singing in China?"

Liu Yong's eyes flashed with nostalgia in an instant.

That is "where there is a well water drinking place, that is, the prestige of being able to sing willow words."

Lao Qian smiled in his heart, and he was concerned.

"Of course. Your Excellency's name is immortal through the ages.

It is enough to stand side by side with the Qin Emperor and Han Wu!"

Old money really. Answer modestly.

Gold is like dung, and beauty is like a skeleton.

Both levels are better.

Only this eternal reputation, how many people can let go of it throughout the ages?

"Which of the Tao family are you?"

Seeing that Lao Qian was modest, Liu Yong seemed to have found the feeling of fans back then.

In the tone, he was peaceful and chic, as if he had forgotten that it was the person in front of him, and with a move of blue water and red lotus, he would be beaten into this miserable scene.

"We belong to Tao Yuanming's clan. "The tear book bar is less than the concave factory, and the bad salary is due to the bad night

Lao Qian also seemed to have forgotten that the person in front of him was the defeated general under his own move, and replied with a humble attitude.

That's right, if it comes to cultivation, if the two tricks of the blue water and red lotus pass, Liu Yong will turn into a burning torch.

However, when it comes to lyrics and composition, even if it is a thousand old dollars, it can't catch up.

You have to think about it. Jay Chou has only written a few songs, and he is already known as the king.

Yoo Yong's life. How many famous sentences have been written?

If you want to say salutation.

Yoo Young can be called "the king of heavens".

At this moment. There is no Liu family, and there is no Tao family.

There is only one man of the ages and his admirers.

"That's good, that's good!"

Listened to Lao Qian's answer.

Liu Yong's eyes showed an extremely complicated expression.

Then, there was a wry smile.

"Back then, I was ordered to fill in the words of Liu Sanchang, and now I am wandering around the businessmen.

That's it, this Ao Miao Valley is indeed the enemy's industry, what do you like to do. Just do whatever you want.

Let the old guys of the Liu family go to the heart of the Tao family with you.

Old Qian Haha smiled.

He patted Yoo Young on the shoulder.

"This is what Liu Sanchang looks like in my heart!"

He was about to give an order, but he saw the purple-clothed monk standing to the side indifferently, his face was like a stone sculpture, without any expression.

Several peach trees jīng big man. Surrounded this samurai group as if they were facing a great enemy.

However, this purple-eyed warrior had no expression on his face, as if he was allowed to be slaughtered by these peach tree jīng big men.

"Draw your sword like the sun falling from the sky!

Why aren't you leaving?"

Old Qian said appreciatively.

Let's be honest. This purple-eyed monk's move to draw his sword, most of the exercises that Lao Qian cultivated, may not be able to gain the upper hand.

Coupled with this person's temperament that is not afraid of life and death. Let the old money appreciate.

Old Qian has the heart to let him go.

However, it is really strange that this purple-eyed monk did not take the opportunity to escape.

"You don't have to pity me, since you have been defeated, death is the destiny you deserve!"

There was not the slightest fear in the purple-eyed monk's tone, nor the slightest attachment, as if he was talking about the life and death of others!